Just Another Case

Uh Can you feel it? Uh Uh, once upon a time, let's see if I remember, back in January Nah, chill, it was December True, 'cause that's when L started his bid Partied through the New Year, January third he slid Up until then, yo, L had it swell Called him Sweet Pea like his name was Pernell He did the job, money came with ease Going outta town, moving Glocks and keys Him and his bitch, in forty-G rides Holding down fort like they Bonnie and Clyde Luxury cars of all makes and models New outfits every day, downin' champagne by the bottle Glass in the air (air), toast to my team (team) Toast to my cream and the niggas that beam While niggas fiend, I'm abouts the beamer Think about your bitch, 'cause you fucking, I'm a dreamer called up Cru Yo, they probably in the studio Phil Collins in the background (stu-stu-studio) Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong path Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong path Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just ain't funny, don't you dare laugh (Where's my bitch?) Sent her on a mission Hope she ain't slip, on that pickup Yo, who diss on my flip Fuck the cash, nigga, pistle with yo' ass Me and Mitch rollin' over there quick fast Rolled up on the spot (it's that kid Uzi Ed) He took me for my paper so just call him Uzi Dead! Used to run epps wit' him back in the day Mitch popped the trunk, passed the German AK You dirty rat! I'm 'bout to bless that girl Better take cover from the rat-tat-tat-tat (mama, mama) Uzi Ed, ain't have a vest, three to the chest, Ed got blessed L got life, Ed got death The bitch took the money and she slid to the left Back in the day I told L she was shady Now she in Cali' about to have Ed's baby Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong path Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong path Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong path Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just ain't funny, don't you dare laugh Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Just another case about the wrong- (Hey yo, niggi) what's the word, kid? Tell you 'bout a brother named Sid Got work release after doing a three-to-life bid 'Cause of drug logic, shouldn't touch it, now out to budget With a movie star chick from outta Edenwald Projects Nice job, took prison camp drives While he promised up and down to live a civilized lifestyle The sweat off the brow was soon on garment Both worked, got themselves a two-bedroom apartment Great statement, without delayment, away and went Saved to get a house on one of them low down payments But an idea concocted his stock shit Why don't we try and turn this money over on the drug tip? So he gave his man a shriek and excitement Didn't know his peeps were under secret indictment Sick of the path that'll get you hung by the neck Sent him back up north to do a super long stretch again Black folk, you know the half, don't laugh, it's Just another case about the wrong path Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh It's just another case about the wrong path Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh It's just another case about the wrong path Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh It's just another case about the wrong riggy-riggy Everybody craves the food, sometimes Maybe actual, maybe cruel, need some baby No exceptions to the rules, sometimes Everybody craves the food